Thousand Blades of Death

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It seems that if there is no way, I can only do it with Ma Yuan. Although I may not be able to beat him, I can still do it if I persist.

The city master even said aloud, "Oh, Ma was right. Today I will give you the words. You can only stay in this drunk fairy building today, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind."

Ma Yuan stunned, what is the situation? The first two seconds are fine. I said I was going to send me a shop. How could I turn my face in a blink of an eye?

Ma Yuan was also really puzzled. This different world is really not easy to mix up. It's really tiring. It seems that I can do it in the future. Try not to be noisy.

Ma Yuansui even asked: "City Lord, your brain is burnt out, and you are all talking nonsense."

As soon as the city master was stunned, this horse originally dared to scold himself. Before scolding himself, he endured himself, but now it is absolutely unbearable.

The lord then shouted, "Ma Yuan, don't think I'm afraid of you. You're just a little garbage. I don't want to take care of you. Do you know that you still have a nose on your face? My patience is limited. Yes, don’t make me want you to do it.”

Ma Yuan smiled coldly, and then even said, "Is that you? Seriously, I don't want to do it when you are weak. If you do it, it's an insult to my hand. I'm afraid I'm sick of vomiting, so You should stop for a while."

After hearing this, the city master said furiously: "Ma Yuan, you really lived enough, and actually insulted me so much. How dare you tell your origin, let me see how you can be so arrogant."

After Ma Yuan heard it, he smiled disdainfully, and even said, "Well, it's you? Seriously, you really don't deserve to know that ten of you are not my sword opponents, garbage, or Don't talk, I'm too lazy to talk to you."

Wang Guanjia listened there, but he didn't dare to intervene. He was afraid. He was afraid that Ma Yuan would hack him with a sword. He was not like the city master, and he was just a steward in charge of finance.

Even if Ma Yuan didn’t need a sword, he would be able to kill him with just one finger, which made him afraid to speak.

Can only sit there honestly, dare not say a word.

Seeing that Wang Guanjia looked at where the two of them were arguing, he did not say a word, and now he was furious: "Wang Guanjia, what are you doing? Ah? Dead man? Speak!!!"

Wang Guanjia saw that the city master had burned the war to himself, and he knew that he could not speak anymore. After all, the matter was his own Yixuan Pavilion, and the city master was only here to help. It is impossible for him to be so silent. I have to talk.

The king's housekeeper said at the moment: "City master, don't worry, he will pay for what he says."

After hearing it, the city lord knew it, as long as he delayed the time, even if he was scolded.

The lord then even said, "Ma Yuan, I don't want to tell you anything else, so you can tell me if I can stay here."

Ma Yuan glanced at him disdainfully, and then said, "Oh, I really want to know now, what can I do if I'm not here?"

The lord looked ugly and shouted: "Come here, come soon."

Suddenly there was a sound outside the door. After Ma Yuan heard it, there was no reaction. How could there be many people? He could still run away if he played.

The city owner and Wang Guanjia also heard the voice, and immediately retreated to the door, opened the door, and saw a crowd of people, unable to see the head at a glance.

Ma Yuan knew immediately, I am afraid that the two of them mobilized their staff to let themselves come to dinner, but how is that?

Ma Yuansui even said, "Zizy, Lord Master, is that just a little bit of people? It doesn't seem to be enough for me to kill."

The lord of the city was surprised for a while. He said that he had transferred 10,000 people. He said it was not enough to kill him? What a joke.

Ma Yuan stood up, walked to the window, and looked down, it was also a crowd of people. Ma Yuan was stunned. He seemed to be talking a lot of things. At least 10,000 people. Even if this 10,000 people can kill themselves, , Seems to have no energy to escape.

The city master said at the moment: "Why, do you think I only have this person in the restaurant? Now you know, let's die, go on."

When the officers and men heard it, they shouted in unison and rushed into the room one by one. However, the space in the room was limited, and only three people could enter at a time.

The three of them were dead as soon as they entered. The lord was shocked to see where Ma Yuan was sitting again, holding a chopstick in his hand, and the other chopstick was inserted on the wall outside the door. When I saw a row of people suddenly fell, the lord was shocked.

Then he shouted, "What's wrong with you, you all get up, are you all sleepy?"

At this time, some officers and men shouted: "Master, they, they, they are all dead."

The host was horrified. What, Ma Yuan's chopsticks killed a row of people? The city owner took a closer look, and there were about thirty people who fell, and he was heart-shattering. This man’s martial arts did not know how high he was. He could not kill thirty people with his chopsticks. Ten people died even without reaction time.

Seeing how powerful this chopstick was, the city master knew even more that this man's martial arts might be unfathomable, and that he did not know whether it was good or bad when he caused such a character.

The city master shouted at this time: "What are you still doing for a while, please give it to me, don't watch it."

Everyone shouted "Nuo" and then rushed up.

With a whine, thirty more people went to the ground, and all the officers and men looked at the city master, not knowing what to do.

The lord continued to shout: "Don't stop, keep going, as long as you kill him, the people who died in the battle, reward one hundred and two gold, and the family will be favored by the lord of the city for generations."

After hearing all the officers and men, all of them rushed up with fearlessness and fearless death.

There was a whine, and everyone saw thirty people coming down, but all the officers and men rushed up, fearing death, regardless of the dead person.

What the officers and soldiers thought was that for the hundred and two golds, and for the sake of future generations, I died well.

The city master looked at the officers and soldiers in front of him, and his heart was shaking, and more than 500 people had died. Before Ma Yuan had shot, he had died 500 people.

How much does it take to die? The master of the city had no idea, and he dared not think about it. He could only hope that the elders at the headquarters of Yixuan Pavilion would come soon. Otherwise, if his own people had died so much, it wouldn't seem to have explained it.

Seeing that Ma Yuan had no chopsticks in his hands at this time, he only knew that morale could not be weak, so he shouted: "Ma Yuan, no chopsticks in his hands, die, don't resist."

Seeing the city master Ma Yuan seeing that he had no chopsticks in his hand, he was so happy that he said, "I really know that you are a mentally retarded person. I don't have chopsticks anymore. I still have swords."

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